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Matt Madden, Abandoned Yellow House in Nova Scotia

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Traversing and mapping back roads through hell One day I’ll remember the whole poem.

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and we hide inside the smiles

of seven lies.

i’m laying on your bed

screaming lines from a book

i once tried to write

but got tongue-tied.

i’m just wondering how you’re doing

does it hurt you to see me at the mall?

i’m just wondering how i’m doing

i fake the smiles and hide the tears.

just when i thought the sky might be more blue

i realized it was just your eyes.

the memories tie me down

and force me to scream at the you that isn’t there.

and i’m the fool who thought it would all be ok.

the rain that falls on the window sill makes me angrier

it’s like the sky knows my mood and it sympathizes.

i hear you calling me even when i’m alone

the voices are silent in my head

compared to your raging voice.

i remember the last time we spoke,

or rather you yelled and i listened with intent to kill.

you said you hate me and i just hit "talk."

the air in my room smells like you,

so do my clothes but i’m not complaining.

i felt something curl up and die when you left

and i said bye.

the bitterness didn’t quite seep in until

a year later

with me still crying over a dead body.

i’m just wondering how it will end.

i can’t even escape your name.

it’s always there for me, in the future.

i’m just wondering how long will the silence last.

does the brick wall scare you

because i finally built something on my own.

no help from you or so called friends.

i held my breath and counted to ten,

before i screamed the rage i held.

a thousand ears never heard me,

a thousand eyes never saw me.

i’m real but not alive.

i feel you by me even in the dark.

disconnected dreams,

sorry this mind is no longer available.

please hang yourself and then try again.

even the operator is laughing.

this is my battlefield,

my defense is down but i’m not giving up.

The Queen of Hearts is no friend of mine,

she gave me a bad apple in disguise.

i guess only one can travel this path of broken glass.

here i go again,

traversing and maping roads through hell.

i’m at the end.

i wonder if god did care? hey look here’s the whole poem (i wrote this when I was like 16/17 and it’s about Wolfe)

#words don't always work #we muses #backroads through hell

We no longer map the backroads

We know them all by hand

Driving the long way home through Hell

#we muses #words don't always work #backroads through hell

I am the Lamb to Slaughter

Said the Wolf

#the wolf between your teeth #lambandknife #thisisagift #lunac gets personal #all things point to loki #all things lead to loki #jack parsons #that's all you get from me

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This is Me, Signing Off

I have found my new identity and this is no longer my home.

This blog and all of the sides, will run out of queues and be abandoned to the vast space of forgotten social interactions.

If you know me well and have been a part of that journey, you will find me there. You can join me on the next path or fall to the wayside. I appreciate you letting me lean upon your shoulders as I shot for the moon, and landed amongst the stars.

Farewell good friends, the journey has been not kind. But we soldier forth, in hopes of softer rays.

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If you're seeing this then the queue has finished. I am gone.

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Aline Murray Kilmer, from The Collected Poems of A. M. K.; “Light Lover,”

#what the water gave me

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The Severed Head of Medusa by artist Damien Hirst is made of a single piece of crystal glass that took three months to cool in an oven. This final product is the fifth attempt at molding the work from molten crystal; the first four cracked in the cooling process.

#i love medusa too much for her not to have a tag

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Mermaid Medusa (Acrylic on Canvas) by Pope Queen aka Golden Sweet

This artist on Tumblr // Twitter // Instagram // Facebook

Please do not remove credit.

#i love medusa too much for her not to have a tag

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Chicken Breeds: La Fleche

The La Fleche originates from a village east of Paris, Le Mans; spreading to Mizeray and La Fleche, the town it was named after. This fowl has many pseudonyms, such as “satan’s fowl”, “devil bird” or “Fowl of Le Mans”. The La Fleche came to the United States around the mid-1800’s, however, they did not take to the rough terrain and were not that hardy so their numbers dwindled while farmers looked to other new breeds. Its now considered critically endangered by The Livestock Conservancy.

The La Fleche has very specific features that make it stand out. The fowl has red wattles with white earlobes. It also possess a v-shaped comb that appears in the shape of an arrow, which accounts for its name, “La Fleche” or “the Arrow”.

#chicken fuckery

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Bones symbolize life and embody death.

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putting the romantic in necromantic

#putting the romance back in necromancy

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Via @seyeisikalu

#dažbogian things

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Japanese tea bag maker Ocean-Teabag has been making waves by creating little parcels of aroma in the shape of marine animals. Luckily for us, their wide range of tea bags are available at online Japanese novelty retailer Village Vanguard, maker of such fine products as Space Tea and cat-shaped kitchen utensils.

Ocean-Teabag’s earliest designs included beautiful dolphin tea bags filled with blue mallow tea leaves. Steeping them turns your otherwise normal pot of water into a tranquil ocean. Proving to be a hit among tea lovers, Ocean-Teabag expanded their repertoire to many other sea creatures including the sea turtle (butterfly pea jasmine tea)…

the distinctive ocean sunfish (Japanese hojicha — roasted green tea)…

the graceful manta ray (tropical mango tea)…

and even a blood-thirsty shark (blended herb tea).

The newest addition to their robust series of marine creatures is a tea bag shaped like an innocuous sea cucumber. This little parcel is filled with jasmine tea, as well as a smidgen of sea cucumber powder to lend some authenticity. Ocean-Teabag warns that some people who have a sensitive tongue may find it tasting a little fishy.

The company also crafted a deep sea series that will satisfy even the most adventurous of tea drinkers out there. A few such examples are the anglerfish (earl grey tea)…

the creepy giant isopod (Eastern Beauty oolong tea)…

the horseshoe crab (white apricot tea)…

…and lastly the king of them all, the enormous giant oarfish. ( Delicious Assam tea of epic proportions! ) Just like its namesake, it measures a whopping 19 centimeters (7.5 inches). Drinking tea becomes an art when half of your tea bag hangs out of your cup.

While the notion of turning your cup of tea into fish-inhabiting waters is not new, these tea bags will hopefully conjure up images of gentle ocean waves in your mind.